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Thursday, January 25, 2007 12:19 PM


baby brought me flowers for our anniversary yesterday!
i was like OMG!
haha.
six months.
half a year already. so fast!
=)
love him.
won the vintage tartan vest.
its red plaid.
cute.
for like S$37 added shipping.
good la.
buying the suspender pencil skirt.
i absolutely love it.!
cant wait.
hope no one out bids me.
current price is S$44
without sipping.
absolutely love it.
its black plaid.
but not like the vest.
there isnt green and yellow.
the skirt is only black background and red plaid.
love it.
cant wait to have it!
whoo!
anyway, here's all about camp.
day 1.
it wasnt too bad.
had to cheer and stuff.
quite ok.
we won the silly worm competition thingie.
didnt get anything though.
oh well.
our cheers were good i must say.
alright.
when we could finally go home, i was so tired!
slept early that day.
dreading the next day.
day2.
we had to sit in a classroom for 2 hours i think.
having a lecture on the stuff we're going to sell.
then discussed and stuff.
after lunch headed to the heeren.
for i ave no idea what reason.
in the bus, **someone** was laughing like some idiot.
gave me a headache after that.
fuck man.
please stip faking your annoying laugh,
because EVERYONE finds it annoying.
ask.
so irritating.
was so tired, tried to sleep, but thanks to **her** gave me a headache instead.
ugh!
anyway,
audrey and i went to taka to get ice cream.
sat at the stairs near the escalator till we finished her ice cream and my bread.
then walked back.
it was drizzling..
in the bus back,
finally could catch some sleep.
a little.
the got dismessed at TP
and went home to sleep.
FINALLY!
day 3.
funnest ever.
everyon was like crazy, selling stuff.
couldnt do my share to help put,
so decided to be REALLY enthusiactic about it.
although i hated it.
shouting "BUY FILES THAT ROCK!!"
for who knows how many hours.
sole 10 files altogether.
had some orders,
but not too sure about that.
went to the front with the cookie people.
some losers were being annoying.
just had to entertain them.
stupid losers.
stood there asking me stupid questions.
whatever man.
the facilitators were crazy!!
shouting at people to buy our stuff.
haha.
finally, 4 o'clock came.
we started packing up.
took group pictures.
then did the surveys.
walked out with laura then took 15.
baby came over after that.
had dinner, then he had to go home.
so, overall,
camp was ok.
not as bad as the first day,
but was alright.
=)
ok. here's something to say.
some annoying loser in class thinks carrying a basket around TP is
such hard work!
omg.
and because of cupcakes,
she gets all worked up and creates drama.
like hello?!
is your life THAT boring and unlively that you have to create some sort of drama
so someone will take notice of you?
stop being so childish and lame.
i absolutely DID NOT complain about giving out flyers or screaming my lungs out just
to get people to buy our products.
unlike someone who walked around carrying the "oh-so-heavy" basket of cupcakes.
complaining.
annoying people with your WEIRD LAUGH.
and you call me weird.
c'mon.
look at yourself before criticizing others.
yeah, i'm sure its so damn hard to carry a freaking backet around to get people to buy cupcakes
compared to screaming your lungs out to get people to buy files.
i didnt say anything about you or about trying to make up my share of not doing the work.
if i did some, do you think i would start screaming shit?
i couldnt care less.
some people have parents to help out.
sorry you feel that way.
never liked you anyway.
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